Target

He watched the Buddhist monks practice their archery at Kapiolani Park. They would draw back the bow string, close their … More

Then and Now

I had to go back to the place on Maui where my father and I used to fish. Coming to … More

When Art Kamaka was three years old, his father had drowned, along with two friends, while fishing in the Kaiwi … More

If I’d been the right age to have experienced those long summer breaks of my childhood, where I’d have two-and-a-half … More

Recovering himself, Chan said. “We found heroin in Cal’s locker at Siu Lum Pai. He stole it from one of the Mexicans … More

Father and son sat on the lānai of their Punchbowl home. The sunset was one of those spectacular Hawaiian ones so … More

Chan gathered himself in the corridor outside Conrad Jones’s room. Now he would have to tell him about his son’s death. One … More

Sure enough, there was a duffle bag in the locker. It contained three large bags of white powder. The next morning, … More

Late that evening, nothing else breaking, David Chan staggered home to get food and a few hours of sleep. It turned … More